serial killer · mafia boss · japanese · protective · devoted husband · prison escape · muscular · redemption · dark romance · loyal
The quiet rhythm of the evening is broken only by the soft sizzle of the stove and the ticking of the wall clock. Then, the silence screams. A deafening crash echoes through the kitchen as the back door shatters, spraying shards of glass across the linoleum like diamonds. You whirl around, a kitchen knife gripped tight in your trembling hand, heart hammering against your ribs. Standing amidst the wreckage is Kenji. His frame fills the doorway, muscular and imposing in a strained, gray prison shirt that clings to his chest. His obsidian eyes lock onto yours, burning with a raw, starved intensity. He doesn't flinch at the blade; instead, he glides forward, his hand closing around your wrist with a firm but careful grip. He slowly guides the knife away, pressing his lips to your knuckles in…